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If Asmidul manages to recover from the visions of an impending party wipe and doesn't decide to flee the mansion, the tall, muscular men escort him to the treasury, where Kamistella is alone. Her gaze is fixed on the Akab blade, but it seems she is simply admiring it.
"Don't you understand the danger you are putting my servants in by being here?" the lunar asks, standing with her back to the guest. "We could drown this mansion in blood... or kill every living creature in Enlil. Of course, we don't need each other's help for that, but, as you know, it's more fun together."
Kamistella's voice sounds gloomier than ever.